Chapter 5
In the morning, I stop by Cheri’s to sort out the catering platters for the author event on Friday.
I leave with a ham I need to text Jo immediately:
SOS…i asked Shayne to dress up like the Fae Prince in Windswept. And he said yes.
Jo’s response comes seconds later.
WHAT? Are you kidding me? I knew I liked that guy
There’s more. I asked him to go to the hot springs
You hate the hot springs.
I know…not sure what I’m doing
do you think there’s a chance he’s into me?
My entire ass is bruised! Why did I think meeting him in a swimsuit was a good idea?
Paige, he agreed to paint himself blue for you. of course he could be into you. everyone should be into you.
You’re not being helpful. I feel like someone is about to jump out and yell punked
I hope this is the start of your ho phase
You know what they say about falling off a horse…?
Too soon, Jo, much too soon
Jo, per usual, has made light of my self-imposed turmoil and brought a smile to my face. Whatever happens tonight, it’ll be excellent fodder for our next wine n’ whine.